Like a Pet? 14
AN:// I'm so sorry it took so long for me to post this. Between school, and ff.net being down I haven't been able to post this. But it's up now and that's all that matters. I hope I can make it up to you in either this chapter, or the next. But you don't want to hear my excuses, you just want to read the story. So go on, read it.
I looked at my hands in horror as the ageing potion started wearing off.
"Draco, get out of here!" I yelled, but my voice cracked midway. Do you think the little bugger listened?
"What's happening to you?" I tried to push him out of the room, but he turned around and saw me, the me before I took the potion.
"Most people only take ageing potions if they are trying to get into bars, not to teach at Hogwarts."
"It's a long story, now get out and don't tell anyone." He never listens.
"You look familiar. If it wasn't for the hair, and the glasses, you'd look like…" He took the glasses off my face.
"You're the old Head girl!"
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"Yes you are!" I kicked the trap door open.
"Leave before I give you detention."
"For what?" He sneered. "For me finding out your little secret?? I'll tell everyone if you don't tell me why you are doing this." I glared at him and he glared back. I grabbed my wand off the near by desk. He stepped back, thinking I was going to curse him or something, but I just made the trap door close with a snap.
"You know Professor Tenebrous?"
"Yes."
"I'm doing it for him."
"Do you know how strange it was having two new teachers within a week of each other? Most of the Gryffindors suspect it's because of You-Know-who, but I know that's not true."
"Why is that? Because your father is a Death Eater?"
"If I don't tell you secret, you can't tell mine."
"Agreed, but your father being a Death Eater isn't a secret."
"It's not that. Father wants me to become a Death Eater, but I don't want to be one. I listen on their conversations. I don't want that thing burned on me." I looked at him sadly.
"Don't worry. If you do, Snape could probably help you." I walked toward my cauldron that I needed to brew a new ageing potion in. "You better go down and eat." Draco nodded and opened the trap door.
"I won't tell anyone."
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Sirius' POV
I watched as Draco entered the Great Hall. He didn't have that smug look about him until he looked up and saw me watching him. I looked at the empty seat next to Remus. Mittell wasn't here yet. She looked like she was my age, and supposedly she went to Hogwarts, but I didn't remember her. Remus did, and said "You will soon enough." If James would've said that to me, I would've punched him and start one of our huge fist fights, but this wasn't James. This was Remus, the quite, intelligent, and sensitive Remus. He will never hear me said that though. Maybe one of these days I should just punch him and see what happens.
"Lupin. Where's Mittell?" Snape's harsh and greasy voice broke my thoughts.
"I don't know. She's probably in her office." Remus looked down at his watch. "But you shouldn't go up there," He said a bit panicky, "she told me not to let anyone up there between twelve and two."
"Why?"
"I don't know. Probably wants some privacy."
"Or she just doesn't want to see your greasy hair Severus," I said sweetly. He glared at me, and walked away.
"So why doesn't Mittell want anyone to see her?"
"You'll find out soon, I hope."
"What? Is she a vampire or something?"
"Don't be ridiculous." I shrugged and went back to my lunch. Remus' owl flew down onto his shoulder carrying a note.
"Who's that from?"
"Isis. She wants to know if I could bring her a little something to eat."
"Trip to the kitchens?"
"Yeah, but if you come with me, don't torment the poor house elves."
"That was just one time, and it was Pete's fault not mine."
"But it was your brilliant idea to go down after a muddy Quidditch practice."
"Shut up, Remus." I looked at his owl to hide my amusement in arguing. "May I use him? I need to send a letter."
"To Michelle?"
"No!"
"Why did you leave her?" He said it very softly, and soothingly, it made me want to punch him for making me feel guilty.
"I told you. I was afraid of what she'd do, or what I'd do."
"She's not a stupid girl. She'd know what was right, and wrong."
"Yes, but love and lust clouds peoples' minds." I didn't want to talk about this anymore, so I picked Remus' owl up and walked out of the Great Hall.
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Michelle's POV
I sat in my big armchair sulking. I was watching my face slowly change as the potion was kicking in.
"Isis?" Someone was knocking at the trap door.
"Who is it?" I barked. I'm in a bad mood.
"Remus." I pushed myself out of my chair and kicked open the trap door.
"You look about 25." He commented. I grumbled and walked back to my chair.
"Here's your lunch." He handed me a sandwich and a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Thank you."
"Sirius is sending a letter to you. He stole my owl."
"Should I answer a not?"
"Do you what you want, but don't let on that you are at Hogwarts."
"I won't. I know better than that." I looked down at my reflection in the mirror. "I think I'm changed back."
"Seems that way."
"Draco knows." Remus looked at me bewildered. "He came up here and saw me changing back to myself and figured out who I was."
"That will be a problem if he tells anyone."
"He promised he wouldn't and I trust him. Not all Slytherins are bad you know."
"Yes I know that. I'm not saying I don't trust the boy. I'm just saying you should've put a memory charm on him."
"Memory charms don't always work."
"You like to argue don't you?"
"You should know that already." I picked up the sandwich and started nibbling on it, while in deep thought.
He was sending me a letter? Well that should be good news right? At least he was thinking about me. I looked at Remus who was watching me in amusement.
"Did he say he was sending the letter to me?"
"Not exactly. He shouted no after I asked if he was sending it to you."
"He might've been telling the truth. He could've been sending it to Harry."
"Harry knows he's here."
"Does Hermione and Ron?"
"Probably, Harry doesn't keep anything from them." I looked at my watch.
"You have a class now don't you?"
"Yes I do. Do you mind if I use your fireplace?"
"Not at all." He took a bit of my floopowder from the shelf and through it in.
Five seconds after Remus left, his owl flew through my open window and dropped a note on my desk.
Michelle, I tried to write a sympathetic note but it wouldn't come out right so I quit. I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'm in good hands. Go live your life, forget about me.
This made me quite frustrated. I thought he would apologize or something, but noooo not him. I grabbed a quill and an inkbottle and scratched at the bottom.
Why did you leave me? Am I that bad of a kisser? Please come back.
I attached it to the owl's leg and watched it fly out of the window.
"Oh shit." He'll know something is up if the letter gets to him so fast. Hopefully he's not in his office. Please, don't be in your office.
~*~*~Sirius' POV~*~*~
I wasn't in my office. After I sent the letter to Michelle I decided to go to Hogsmeade and drown my sorrows in butterbeer. Was it normal for teenagers to fall in love with people older than them? Well I guess she isn't a teen anymore. According to Remus she turned twenty not too long ago. But I'm still 14 years older than her. Was it normal for 34 year olds to fall in love with twenty year olds? I can't do this. I need someone my own age, like Mittell. Damn her. She just reminds me of Michelle.
I drained the last of the butterbeer from my glass and threw a couple of sickles on the table for the bill. I needed to go somewhere to think, and this wasn't the place. Maybe Hogwarts? No, too many distractions. A walk around the lake should do well. I only realized how late it had gotten when I walked out of the Three Broomsticks. The sun was setting and it was probably time for dinner. Yum, dinner.
I walked into the Great Hall, and was greeted by the image of dinner half done. Remus and Mittell both looked up as I sat down.
"It's nice that you finally joined us." Remus said, laughing a bit.
"I was drowning myself in butterbeer." Mittell didn't comment, she just smiled in her soup. After a few minutes she looked at me and said something.
"Did you send your letter?" I looked at her bewildered.
"How did you know about that?"
"I'm a Divination teacher. What do you expect?" She smiled again. "Actually Remus told me."
"He could never keep something to himself." I said with a glare. Remus just smiled.
"I've kept plenty of secrets before, just none of yours." Mittell left dinner early, saying she had to go check on something.
"So what do you think of her?" Remus asked, after he noticed I watched her go.
"Her last name reminds me too much of someone."
"You're resorting to calling her 'someone'?"
"It's better than saying her name."
"How is that better?" I glared at Remus.
"I would appreciate if you would stop badgering me." I pushed my chair out and walked out of the Great Hall. I needed to think. I headed towards the lake.
~*~*~ Michelle's POV~*~*~
I walked out of the Great Hall and up to my tower. Just needed to take another dose of the ageing potion and I'd be good until morning. At least now, I'm taking it before it wears off, it won't take as long to kick in.
"Bottoms up." I pinched my nose and swallowed it. Disgusting. I turned towards the window and saw a tall figure walking towards the lake. It was Sirius. I knew his posture, and quick steps. I grabbed my cloak and hurried down to the lake.